Guess what I went and did? I took me a creative writing course! Does that mean this blawg will get all writerly? Um, no.. duh! This is my diary! In all honesty, if I wasn’t able to blog in the casual and conversational way I do now I would go out of my freaking mind. This is my cheap therapy.
Anyway, the course was at SFU, an intensive meaning every day with homework EVERY NIGHT. Good grief, doing homework (even fun homework like writing) was so strange after so many years of you know, not doing any.
The class was at the Downtown Campus, so back down to the old ‘hood again. I was lucky and had a ride to/from Skytrain for the first couple of days and rides to for the last three (Tom had to work) which meant the dreaded bus ride home. Man, sorry but buses are gross. I can handle the train for the most part but I hate standing on buses and if you’re lucky enough to get a seat you get bonked on the head by every yahoo with a backpack walking down/standing in the aisle.
Every single day of last week was beautiful weather-wise and because I made sure I was down there with PLENTY of time to spare before class, I had a lot of time to people watch. This became more important as the week wore on because some of those people walking by ended up becoming characters or at least pieces of them became parts of a character for me. Snippets of conversation, physical traits, gestures suddenly took on a lot more meaning.
We wrote a LOT. I mean free-writes in class and after class, exercises, discussions, and of course the reading of the previous night’s assignment to the group. It was wonderful; lots of laughter, sharing, support, feedback and community. Everyone who was there loved writing whether they were already doing it for a living or wanting to or just for the love of writing. The Teacher was fantastic, full of enthusiasm and an obvious passion for the subject. I think that makes ALL the difference in the world.
Yeah, I got geeky and took a picture a day in the mirror of one of the campus bathrooms (so sue me) they’re combined with some of the other blackberry pics I took that week in the little mosaic. I was carrying skool stuff so I didn’t want the extra weight of a camera as well. Probably the first time I haven’t had a real camera with me in ages.
I must say though, the experience was so positive I’m seriously considering pursuing post-secondary education. Weird right? Kind of exciting though. We shall see, I will be checking out some of the info sessions and I will take it from there.